Moving Forwards

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Forward he goes,
The dust behind him a trail of smoke
Forward he goes, as
the wind blows
he sees what?
But continues, forwards again
I watch from behind,
my presence enveloping
him.
A ray of light shines through
the open hatch
shivering a ray,
uncertainty in its appearence.
My confidence
turns on me,
and he is gone.





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